Posts Tagged ‘Despair’

Peace Treaties {Shattered}

Posted: February 11, 2015 in Poetry
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Another old piece.

Intro:
The basis of a peace treaty…is agreement…But why to do we go to war in the first place? Can’t we respect each other enough to understand that we are all humans; sharing this earth? And what’s worse, we often break treaties for our own selfish gains…I just don’t believe that how we are supposed to be in this world…

I wonder why we can’t have peace…?
I wonder why the beast seems to dominate our state of affairs…Beset with problems which nobody cares for…with arguments over resources…The source of which is rooted in between those on opposite sides of the imaginary lines…Blinded themselves to the times…Can’t seem to realize we all share this land…Or they choose to ignore…Go to war…There is a victor…And victims…A never ending system of self-defeat…So the “peace” treaty follows…However…

Too many times we don’t abide by the bylaws of the paper we sign…Filled with lies…Before the ink even dried, treaties were scorned then torn…No matter what form…No matter what style…All in good faith? No…All we do is make mockeries of different peoples…Claiming they’re feeble and should be controlled…Force them to enter our fold through loopholes and blatant hate…Now we own them…

The violations of the universal rights…Freedom and the right to life keeps getting denied…Pieces of paper mean nothing today…We raising our kids in all the wrong ways…Making them think they better than others..Our future is in the gutter…No hope for peace…It’s all I see now…
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Sweet Echo II {No More}

Posted: January 28, 2015 in Poetry
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Intro: This song is a spiritual successor to Sweet Echo (Link below)

Sweet Echo

The winds still carry the story…

Sweet Echo II {No More}

Remember…
Way back when…
You and me…
Never missed a beat…
Now I skip back each chance…
Just to see if she’s there…
Waiting for me…

Instead the winds greet me…
With the warm embrace of past memories…
But just as fate frees me…
Winds leave ever so swiftly…
Leaving this soul in pain…

Wondering when…
That chamber of echos…
Feels like your voice again…

[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]

Memories of you…
Form part of who I am…
If past tense…
Could be present once again…
But fate had other plans…

Faith lead me to believe in you and me…
Winds reminded me of your sweet embrace…
As if today’s pains began to dissipate
Into a cloud borne from all the self hate…
That had taken peace away from me…

Is it wrong to remember what once was?
So fleeting the moment…
But still all us…
All love…

[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]

Choose Life I

Posted: October 26, 2014 in Poetry
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Completed the song (draft) from prior: https://silentscholar.com/2013/04/25/choose-life-draft/
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Intro: Suicide…Call it what it is…It need not be the actual action to take ones life…Giving up on life is
just as sad…There are those who say one has to right to end ones own life. In a way I agree with them…But
that does not mean I see it as the right thing to do…No one should give up…Please don’t give up…Choose

Life…

I understand the meaning of strife…
But only through the lens of this life…
For each individual’s soul’s strife is so unique…
For that reason alone I refuse to be your judge or jury…
Only a fellow human being….
Begging you…
Please…
We breathe, bleed, and believe so similarly…
Living individual soliloquies…

But often with audiences of none…
Or just One (Creator)…But perhaps being just us can be enough…
Truth is I don’t have the answers…
Only this protracted banter…
With one goal alone…
To not let you go…
Even if you’ve lost all hope…
Even if you’ve locked all doors…
Just know I’ll be outside braving this “cold”…

Talk to me…Please talk to us…Or just someone…
Perhaps yourself…
I often spend nights pacing footsteps…
“Comforted” by my own distress…
Mind telling me life’s messed…
“Take those next steps…”

I swear I would…
Knowing that full truth I could…
But faith holds me back…
If only I can harness that essence and pass…
But I can’t…
I can’t…
You must harness it yourself…
But until then I’m here to help…
Will never let you go…

Journal Entry

Posted: September 18, 2014 in Poetry
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Intro: A One Act Monologue…Sanity defined…

Today they dared to dissent…
Upset the levers set for peace…
Belief that there is more to life…
Than what they see…

What we dream is being the peacekeepers…
Pacify these beastly beings…
Through our wisdom and speech…
And if need be…
Faith so “sharpened” by divinity…

Our right beneath the sun…
Ones with the sacred trust…
Manifest through divine texts…
Success based on more of us…
And less of them!

Who would’ve thought we’d rise…
From a state of near demise…
To this place of pride…
And these things think they have the right!?
To spite us!?

They try and try!
But they will fail!
For we have faith and fate on our side!
The power of the divine!
The power of might!
To swoop in and sweep these things…
Into  the darkness of endless night!

Never again will we stay silent…
Forever now we shall be tyrants…

Burning Question

Posted: September 1, 2014 in Mantras
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“Why do the good people ignore me?”

Shattered Mirror

Posted: August 1, 2014 in Poetry
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All these pieces hold onto a single thought…
A single memory that tempts me to believe…
That if I could piece back together these pieces of me…
I would be able to see who I am…
So I grasp a piece…
Raise it up to my eyes…
I see…

A form of me I’ve been trying so hard to hide…
Those with sight are still blind…
For my smiles hide all pains inside…
You can’t see my heart…
Only this facade…
Well crafted “Art”…
Tailored to each individual part I must play…

Sadness is that stowaway…
Forever locked…
Keys exchanged for this scarred face…
Pain…

Silent Cries…?

Posted: June 8, 2014 in Poetry
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Each day I wake up with bare hope…
Hoping to complete one day without being scathed…
Or have the will to bear 8 more hours of pain…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Each ring of the bell…
School is Hell…
School is hell…

Each note spells…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Spellbound has become time…
Hands refuse to move…
Or they unwind…
To each piercing place and opine…
Make me relive each moment of mine..
Mind by all eyes…

Same look of sigh…
Disdain towards my whole life…
Make me go cry…
Some side locked mines…
Locked up inside…
Banged up by…

My so called friends…
Don’t they hear my cries…?
Or they see that smile…?
Good sport guy…

Pride in being so “kind”.
Use me for dime, dine, and lies…
Behind and in front of me…
These memories…

Sad for a pen to write V

Posted: February 16, 2014 in Poetry
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The power of a pen…I try to write what I think is right…Humbled by all the slights and frights that arise when words are drawn onto paper…
So I take care in order not to offend…
But I’m offended by the lack of civility…No more chivalry…Much more hate, shake, break…
This history…I see it in my periphery…More violence followed by universal silence…
We mum our tongues to the discrimination gripping so many nations…
So much subjugation of the masses…Wars between the classes…A new generation of classless fascists…Hate is all we now seem to practice…
While the strings all pulled by the puppet masters…We are falling down faster than ever before…Don’t know what else is in store for us…I want to scream justice…But my tongue goes numb before any sound expels…Darkness tightens the belt…
Nothing to tell…

I delve into this world of darkness…
The light left so long ago…replaced with the cold violence we now see…
Another baby been blown up…
No “crime”…Just “wrong place and time”…
People still crossing the line between human and savage…So sad we seem to choose to ravage rather than build and speak peace…Remember that “Silence has a lease”…The fees are the loss of peace and loss of life…nothing seems suffice to us violent souls…
We choose to kill rather than grow our humanity…I’m losing my own sanity penning down each man made calamity that strikes again and again…When will this trend end? I’m thinking red colored ink…As the color sinks into the skin of paper…It’s so sad for my pen to pen down this pain in this flavor…My pen {writing} says…
When will it all end…?

Sad for a pen to write IX

Posted: October 16, 2013 in Poetry
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A piece of past…
That which lasts…
Verily those who claim…
That past is past…
Mask their own pain…

Witness…
Shivers at a whim…
Within the wind…
Whipped skin singed…
Marked with remembrance…

Bruised…
But chooses to hide…
As life belies…
Pain so tight…
Under this night sky…

Solace…
Nobody knows…
Letters flow…
Phrases fray…
Forever weighed…
In mysterious ways…

Sound the bells…
Sirens…
This wind…
This sin…
This memory…
Forever hidden…

HeLa (A tribute to Henrietta Lacks)

Posted: October 1, 2013 in Poetry
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Intro: Genetic engineering can be used for good and bad…
But I fear this ownership is terrible…
No mere mortal has the right to own any piece of human life…

Passions speak…
Of the right to be…
Be as thee…
Be as we wish to be…
Two piece make you and me…
More than just the sum of family trees…

But beyond the premade scripts…
We have destiny…
Supposedly supposed to be our own to make…
But too many times…”take” takes place of free will and faith…
That the fellow man won’t place his stake into a fellow soul…
Tear away what was once whole…
What was Hers…
Remake…

They remake semantics…
Misuse scarred tissues…
Abuse continues…
HeLa’s DNA…
They raped her on her slow painstaking way to the grave…
Cultured and cultured her tissues…
Leaving her whole family destitute…
No restitute…
Long before the youtube and 3 second media cues…
Her life story was mute…
However and forever truth shall remain truth…

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